Pei Qiqi looked exhausted. Some of her lipstick had wiped off and she no longer looked as startled.
He only looked at her for a little while before he lowered his head soundlessly. Then he ordered softly, "Come clean the bookshelf."
Pei Qiqi scanned around the entire room. Tang Yu's desk was facing a wall of book shelves. It was… very large, but very clean.
Pei Qiqi hesitated. She looked at the white carpet and her dirty shoes - she didn't have the heart to step on anything.
Tang Yu waited for a long time but she still didn't move. Finally, he looked up and frowned, "Why aren't you stepping in?"
Pei Qiqi bit her lips and whispered, "The carpet is too white!"
"Come in!" His voice was already very impatient. Pei Qiqi entered right away.
She checked out the bookshelves. They were very clean, cleaner than her cloth.
